Is he weird? Or am I weird?

The sun is shining in the winter, which is a great blessing for someone like me who is afraid of the cold.

I took my little granddaughter to the park to play, and it was already half past ten o'clock. Sitting with your back to the sun can dry your back, but you can't tan your face, which is my usual action.

The granddaughter was running in the square, she was wearing a Chinese red down jacket, which was particularly conspicuous, and there was no one but us at this time.

She was tired of running, picked up a lot of crumbling fireworks confetti on the ground, and lay on the bench alone in various shapes, and I was picking at my phone.

Suddenly, a voice came from my ear: Baby, what shape are you posing?

I turned my head to see a man in his 30s appear next to us. His skin is not white, but he is not dark, he wears a pair of glasses, his hair is neatly combed, and he wears a black mid-length down jacket.

I smiled at him and said to my granddaughter, "What shape did you tell your uncle?"

Before my granddaughter could speak, he said that you don't look like a signal tower in front of you? We looked in the direction he was pointing, and the signal tower on the hill appeared very clearly in front of us.

I thought he would walk over soon after saying hello, but he also sat down on the bench.

He also played with this small pile of fireworks confetti and said, "I'll set the moon for you."

He was affable. The granddaughter was immediately attracted to him. At his granddaughter's request, he gave her the moon, the sun, a five-pointed star, a square, and so on. He asked my granddaughter, what toys do you have, where is your father, what do you like to eat?

I immediately became vigilant, who is he? He can't be a human trafficker, right?

I asked him if you didn't go to work today? He said that he was a part-time worker, working in Nanjing, and he was coming back for the Spring Festival, and he would look for a new job after the Spring Festival.

I'm more vigilant, all kinds of brain supplements, it can't be trying to kidnap my granddaughter, right?

I want to make a set first, first set up with my granddaughter, and I got acquainted with her and took her away, and when I yelled at him for the child, he said to outsiders that the child was his, and we knew him, he was the father of the child. yes, how can you play for so long if you don't know each other?

I was a little scared and took out my phone to take a picture of him playing with my granddaughter, but he kept his head down and I never got a picture of his face.

At this time, three or four more adults came one after another to bring the children over to play, and I was a little relieved.

No, he's still playing with my granddaughter, it's not normal for a man in his 30s and a 4-year-old child to play for so long.

If it were me, I would definitely not be like this, I would walk my way, find a place where no one sits and bask in the sun when I am tired, I will not take the initiative to talk to strangers, and I will not play with children I don't know for a long time, he must have some purpose.

He still didn't raise his head, and my granddaughter used fireworks confetti to pose in various shapes, and my granddaughter was amused by him and chatted with him.

He played with my granddaughter for more than half an hour without any unusual movements.

Seeing that it was already past 11 o'clock, I said to my granddaughter, let's go back, it's time to go home and cook.

The man said okay, you guys go back, I'll go around.

I watched him get up and walk in the direction of the river.

I said goodbye to my uncle, and my granddaughter obediently said goodbye to my uncle, and he also said hello to my granddaughter.

Turning around, my granddaughter said to me, "This uncle is coming tomorrow, right? You see, she's already so familiar with him."

It seems that he is really not a bad person, not the kind of human trafficker I imagined, but I am brainy and nervous, and I think of him crookedly.

There are very few people like him.

I often take my granddaughter to the park to play, and I don't meet a person like him, and no man like him takes the initiative to come and talk to us, and play with a child for a long time.

Maybe he was an older young man, unmarried, and even less childless. I don't have anything to do when I come back before the Spring Festival, maybe I don't get up until now and go to the park. In winter, there are few people in the cold weather, he is a person who loves to be lively, or maybe he is a person who loves children very much, and when he saw the two of us basking in the sun and playing here, he naturally came over, talked lala, and killed time.